05/01/2026
THE OIL OF THE BRIDE
There is an oil being formed in the hidden place, not seen, not celebrated, but known by Him.
This is not the oil of appearance.
This is the oil of consecration.
It is pressed in surrender, refined in obedience, and carried by those who have said, “Yahshua, You may have all of me.”
This is the oil of the kallah—the Bride—set apart, marked, and made ready.
Not for moments, but for abiding.
Not for visitation, but for habitation.
And the Spirit is calling again, “Do you have oil?”
Not borrowed.
Not borrowed language, borrowed fire, borrowed devotion—But oil that has cost you something.
Oil that has been pressed out of your yes.
Oil that remains when no one sees.
The Bride will not be sustained by form, but by oil.
“At midnight the cry was heard:
‘Behold, the bridegroom is coming; go out to meet him!’
Then all those virgins arose and trimmed their lamps.
And the foolish said to the wise, ‘Give us some of your oil, for our lamps are going out.’
But the wise answered, saying, ‘No, lest there should not be enough for us and you;
but go rather to those who sell, and buy for yourselves.’
And while they went to buy, the bridegroom came,
and those who were ready went in with him to the wedding; and the door was shut.”
— Matthew 25:6–10
So let the cry rise within you...Ruach HaKodesh, fill me again.
Refine what is divided.
Remove what is mixture.
Let my life become oil, pure, burning, and wholly Yours.
“Set me as a seal upon your heart,as a seal upon your arm;
For love is strong as death, jealousy as cruel as the grave;
Its flames are flames of fire, a most vehement flame.”
© Christie Williams | The Bridal Glory